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Crestview
If y ou pay attention you will see
the woods come out to play.
The trees all dancing and carefree
to celebrate the day.
And I, the fairy in the tree
will dream the day away.
People walk through, yet overlook
the song the forest sings
Ignoring the music of the brook
Yet listening to less pleasant things
Like their little phones in their pocketbooks
With their persistent, intrusive rings.
A misconception about magic is that
it isn't commonplace
But there's no need for rabbits in hats
Just come to this sacred place.
Open your eyes, ears, heart to the fact
That magic's right in front of your face.
